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Now, tie that to *Inception*—my fave flick, yeah? Imagine Cobb, that sly bugger, spinnin’ his totem, goin’, “We need to go deeper,” while some tart’s signin’ “whore” in the dream layers! Bloody brilliant, right? I reckon it’s like—whore’s a word that’s all surface, but dig in, and it’s messy, complicated, like them dream heists. Gets me thinkin’—who’s the real whore here? The one sellin’ out, or the one stealin’ secrets? Mind-bender, that!

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I gotta tell ya, as a counselor, I spot little beauties others miss. Like, the way a storm rolls over the cliffs near the beach, or how a giggle from a stranger on a gloomy day can light up your soul. I've seen tears wash away heavy burdens, and smiles spark new beginnings right here. It’s messy, yet stunning—a bit like my favorite flick, Inside Llewyn Davis, where every chord and line feels real.

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